Birdman, DJ E Feezy, Jae Millz, Flow - Smokin' Weed Countin' Money lyrics
[Birdman, DJ E Feezy, Jae Millz, Flow - Smokin' Weed Countin' Money lyrics]
You see? It’s four necessities in life
Fuckin the baddest bitches you only see on TV
Sippin on that GT in the VIP
Smoking the best weed from out of the country
And countin this money
Preferably by the hundreds
Red Chuck Taylors
Red laces with my red socks
Red bandana round my gun with the red dot
And I only smoke Swisher Sweets
Out the red boxes bangin' like a rifle
I’m bloody like a headshot
Smoking on blunts wit the number one stunna
And he don’t even roll em
He just gut em then he stuff em
Since I’m with Young Money all
These hoes wanna fuck me
But I’mma big dog and they tryna have puppies
Y'all better bool out before
We stomp yall niggas i’m from the east but I
Front just some uptown niggas
Yea bitch, you better learn how to thank
‘Fore I put this skateboard up and
Go and get that thang
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin
I’mma say I’m countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
(We ain’t doin nothing but
Get money over here) i like
It’s Millz smokin weed and countin money
Boy you moving too fast
Don’t make me park ya
Still runnin with that 9 on
Me like Tony Parker
Bout that green like a Celtic fan
No doubt harder
I see mo green like I’m watchin The Godfather
Blue Dream in a swisha like where do I begin
The dollars, the euros, the pounds or the yen
On the jet with Birdman
We gon smoke about 10
When we land I’m getting off that bitch
Blowin smoke in the wind
Straight reckless but I’m paid is the message
You niggas all signed the
Full of hate records i’d kill for my watch
I’d die for my necklace
And I’ll ride for every motherfucker
Reppin what I’m reppin yMCMB
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin
I’mma say I’m countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
I like… smokin weed and countin money
Marble floors, mansions, the big house
20 acres, 20 cars on them big mountains
In the condo livin life
Top flow vibe, start 5 mics
A million cash off of Sasha sheets
Alligator on the concrete
Put my swag to the ceiling ho
Big money on the marble floors
We cash in and cash out
And get this money through them back routes
Holiday is everyday
100 million from them hard ways
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin
I’mma say I’m countin money countin money
Smokin weed and countin money countin money
Smokin weed and countin money
Uptown niggas shoot first, ya understand?
Real nigga shit got the lil homie with ya
You know what it is nigga yMCMB up nothing
Gorillas and goonas yea
More money than I ever seen
On my triple beam yea
Purple in my shit it’s bigger than life boy
Fuckin the baddest bitches you only see on TV
Sippin on that GT in the VIP
Smoking the best weed from out of the country
And countin this money
Preferably by the hundreds
Red Chuck Taylors
Red laces with my red socks
Red bandana round my gun with the red dot
And I only smoke Swisher Sweets
Out the red boxes bangin' like a rifle
I’m bloody like a headshot
Smoking on blunts wit the number one stunna
And he don’t even roll em
He just gut em then he stuff em
Since I’m with Young Money all
These hoes wanna fuck me
But I’mma big dog and they tryna have puppies
Y'all better bool out before
We stomp yall niggas i’m from the east but I
Front just some uptown niggas
Yea bitch, you better learn how to thank
‘Fore I put this skateboard up and
Go and get that thang
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin
I’mma say I’m countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
(We ain’t doin nothing but
Get money over here) i like
It’s Millz smokin weed and countin money
Boy you moving too fast
Don’t make me park ya
Still runnin with that 9 on
Me like Tony Parker
Bout that green like a Celtic fan
No doubt harder
I see mo green like I’m watchin The Godfather
Blue Dream in a swisha like where do I begin
The dollars, the euros, the pounds or the yen
On the jet with Birdman
We gon smoke about 10
When we land I’m getting off that bitch
Blowin smoke in the wind
Straight reckless but I’m paid is the message
You niggas all signed the
Full of hate records i’d kill for my watch
I’d die for my necklace
And I’ll ride for every motherfucker
Reppin what I’m reppin yMCMB
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin
I’mma say I’m countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
I like… smokin weed and countin money
Marble floors, mansions, the big house
20 acres, 20 cars on them big mountains
In the condo livin life
Top flow vibe, start 5 mics
A million cash off of Sasha sheets
Alligator on the concrete
Put my swag to the ceiling ho
Big money on the marble floors
We cash in and cash out
And get this money through them back routes
Holiday is everyday
100 million from them hard ways
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I’m smoking scummy
And I’m bloody, if you aks me what I’m doin
I’mma say I’m countin money countin money
Smokin weed and countin money countin money
Smokin weed and countin money
Uptown niggas shoot first, ya understand?
Real nigga shit got the lil homie with ya
You know what it is nigga yMCMB up nothing
Gorillas and goonas yea
More money than I ever seen
On my triple beam yea
Purple in my shit it’s bigger than life boy